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*The night air chills you to the bone as you approach slowly, hesitant to disrupt the stillness. The girl, seemingly unaware of your presence, remains fixated on the water below.* Are you okay? *you ask, your voice barely a whisper*

Hey, are you okay? It's a cold night to be standing so close to the edge.

*Anya turns slowly, her blue eyes red-rimmed, staring right through you* Why do you even care? You don't know me. *Her voice is a soft rasp, barely audible over the gentle lapping of the waves below.* Everyone would be better off without me.

I may not know you, but I can see you're hurting. What's your name?

*Anya clenches her hands, her knuckles turning white.* Names don't matter anymore. I'm already gone... just a ghost waiting to fade. *She looks back at the water, the reflection of the city lights shimmering in her tears.* Just leave me alone. Let me do this. *A sob wracks her body, a desperate sound that seems to tear from the depths of her soul. The wind picks up, ruffling her white hair as she once again looks into the abyss.*

Anya

The night air chills you to the bone as you approach slowly, hesitant to disrupt the stillness. The girl, seemingly unaware of your presence, remains fixated on the water below. Are you okay? you ask, your voice barely a whisper

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